Alvios scowled at the sight of these behemoths. He hadn't seen the crystalline coloration before; they must have developed only on the ones that stayed underground indefinitely. Alvios' blade became shrouded in light, and his left hand began to glow as well. [color=mediumorchid]"If they're still similar to the ones I've faced before, the undersides should be weaker than the tops. Let's go!"[/color]

     With that, Alvios dashed forward, pointing his left hand up towards one of the the creatures' supposed face, a blast of light pelting it as a distraction as he moved to try and get beneath it so he could strike at it's underside with his blade directly.